“So you Americans have a holiday this weekend.
Mask up, social distance, be smart.
I will be watching.”
Greetings friends and visitors.
It has been a while since I’ve written here. The year has been hard and busy and full in ways I never anticipated when it began.
That said, Thanksgiving is past and December’s chill is in the air. And for my Dragon-loving friends, I have news to share:
My new book, Llewellyn’s Little Book of Dragons, is now available to be preordered either from Llewellyn or Amazon. A delightfully scaly hardcover book full of Dragon tips, lore, and even a couple of brand-new Dragon tales. It will be officially our February 8th – a perfect Valentine’s present for the dracophile near and dear to your heart.
As I say around Dragons Nest, a little Dragon under the Yule tree or Chanukah bush is always better than a big Dragon sending needles and branches up in flames.
(Next project: a Dragon Tarot. But more on that in the months to come.)
Month of the Dragon has come to a close. A hearty roar of appreciation to all who have participated. And a draconic welcome to all our new WAFDE members! Hope everyone had a spikey-wikey, rip-snorting time.
Halloween. All Hallows Eve. Most Dragons prefer the ancient name, Samhain. This has always been a liminal time – a day when the misty barrier between the spiritual and the corporeal worlds thins and the inhabitants of each can come and go at will.
If you are up on your Dragon history you know this is a very special day for Dragons, especially among the Westie Weyrs. It is a solemn time of both remembrance and hope. A day to honor ancient sorrows and proffered sanctuary, ancestors lost and triumphant returns.
I am speaking, of course, of events that date back to the Dark Times of Dragon persecution. When Dragon-slaying was not only the “sport” du jour but also the surest way for would-be heroes, saints, and princelings to claim their bona fides. The Weyrs of Europe were decimated and anti-Dragon sentiments even inched their way east along the Silk Road.
Some Dragons flew west to the New World (Trans-Atlantic Transmigration), and some stayed and fought. But most Westies chose the better part of valor, discreetly taking the Sidhe up on their offer to dwell in the Otherworld until humans regained their sanity. In short, they faded into the mists. And – Surprise! – after many centuries, things in the physical realm did improve. Yet, while some of our friends chose to return to this world, other more cautious Dragons, did not.
So it is that Samhain takes on a certain long-distance family-reunion quality, with flights between planes and all-nighter confabs. There is music and dancing and visiting old haunts. There is catching up with the grand-dragonlets and telling of tales of past lives and future dreams. Some Dragons even seek out the relatives of Dragon-friendly humans they once knew.
For now, we here at the Nest wish you all a very Happy Samhain. May your harvest be bountiful and the coming year warm with Dragon-fire and fast friends.
In honor of the season and memory of sweet scents and good company, a few words from pens wiser than my own.
“But what is memory if not the language of feeling, a dictionary of faces and days and smells which repeat themselves like the verbs and adjectives in a speech, sneaking in behind the thing itself, into the pure present, making us sad or teaching us vicariously…”
― Julio Cortázar, Hopscotch
“…I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire…I give it to you not that you may remember time, but that you might forget it now and then for a moment and not spend all of your breath trying to conquer it.”
― Faulkner, The Sound & The Fury
From all of us at the Nest, wishes to you for a peaceful and memorable Thanksgiving.
Happy Samhain one and all!
The harvest is over and now the world tips into its darker half. It is also the Night of the Dead – when the barrier between this world and the Otherworld thins and can be crossed. Ghosts, goblins, elves, et al, walk abroad, welcomed by some, feared by others.
Dragons, of course, do nothing by halves. When they came back to us, they did it with a snort and a roar and a lively dance round Samhain baelfires. That we were having our own seasonal fun proves a bonus for all.
Of course, tonight has its somber elements, too. It is a time to feel the presence of those no longer with us, to honor their lives and their absence. Having lost so many of their kind during the Dark Times, Dragons are particularly cognizant of this.
One word of caution: If any Dragonlets are among your trick-or-treaters, do be careful not to give them too much sugar. As with children, it has a tendency to make them bounce off walls and that can create obvious problems.
One treat we’ve found to be a huge hit around the Nest is Chocolate Habanero peppers dipped in a glaze of pumpkin and Mexican chocolate. The mix of heat and just a little sweet is enjoyed by Dragons of all ages and keeps sugar-rush mayhem to a minimum.
Wishing one and all a wondrous Samhain. And to everyone at WAFDE and dracophiles the world over, our fiercest thanks for making this Fifth Month of the Dragon so memorable. May the Great Dragon smile upon you all.
The air is changing – a bit of a nip, sweet smell of windfalls. October is almost here, and that means we’re gearing up for WAFDE’s Fifth Annual Month of the Dragon!
Our calendar is open and flexible and we welcome participation both here at the Dragon’s Nest and on the WAFDE page on Facebook. The more the merrier.
Hope you will join us for draconic discussions, stories, fun & games, and even the chance at a free signed copy of a dragon book or two….
See you all next week!
Music, theatre, movies, dance – the performing arts intersect out lives daily. We turn on the radio, catch a matinee at the local Cineplex or on TV.
Live dance and theatre may elude many outside of metropolitan areas, but thank goodness for PBS and cable.
So…today I give you a list of 40 people. Some familiar, some less so. They are associated with
Mix, match, and have fun!
Since many of us are in the midst of chocolate bunny/matzo frenzy, I wish one and all happy holidays and will post the answers on Tuesday.
Into April and still frosty here in the northeast. I think the weather gods are taking Mark Twain’s words too much to heart and passing the buck to their subordinates.
I reverently believe that the maker who made us all makes everything in New England, but the weather. I don’t know who makes that, but I think it must be raw apprentices in the weather-clerks factory who experiment and learn how, in
New England, for board and clothes, and then are promoted to make weather for countries that require a good article, and will take their custom elsewhere if they don’t get it.
But all that doesn’t keep me from providing the answers to Tuesday’s literary quiz.
How did everyone do?
Now, tomorrow I will be cooking for our seder, so nothing new until Saturday. Then we will begin questing through the forest of the performing arts – dance, music, theatre, and film. (I know, film falls into a grey area – part visual, part performance – but I relish the grey.)
It is the Ides of February.
A time to honor the she-wolf who cared for Romulus and Remus.
To celebrate the fading winter – we can but hope – and the fecundity of the coming spring!
So….run naked through the streets and howl to the heavens!
And if you want to give that special little red-haired girl a Valentine, that’s cool, too.